Category: Poetry

  • To an unborn child…by G. Mramor

    To an unborn child…by G. Mramor

    You will  be a great explorer

  • One loved…by G. Mramor

    One loved…by G. Mramor

    I. Where is your passion now, one loved?

  • new message – poem by p chatelain

    new message – poem by p chatelain

    new message i had a dream that i went to your doorstep unannounced.

  • Four Letter Word.

    Four Letter Word.

    I took those stairs every day and used my imagination. they stretched up and over like an iron hilltop above pits of trash and fragile patches of grass, abandoned train tracks, the weathered graveled path in a silent part of New York City. What was I to do when this was the quickest way home…

  • You are a hero…by G. Mramor

    You are a hero…by G. Mramor

    You are a hero

  • Foreward.

    Foreward.

    If I were a painter, I would paint it in all its colorless glory, all its stillness. I would use the tiny space of my canvas and make it bigger somehow, draw the lines without boundaries, detail the faces in the abstract so only I could tell yours apart from mine- your face in a…